Oh, Tina Fey; why must you slander the hometown that loves you so much? It's bad enough that we now have the reputation as the sort of place where five-year-old kids are liable to be viciously attacked by strangers in their own front yards. But then you have to go and feature a thinly-veiled version of Upper Darby on last night's 30 Rock, a place inhabited by whittling, jug-blowing IHOP monkeys, an N.C. Wyeth museum that was burned down by meth addicts, and Detour signs that are really traps.
I mean, this is just out of line:
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